A love poem

Your face doesn’t matter
None of us has a perfect face
It doesn’t matter how evolved you are
For we are all buffoons
It doesn’t matter
How much you worry, how you obsess
Or what regimes you’ve self imposed to engineer success.
What matters is your sweet heart
And your intrepid soul
And that you love.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 21, 2011



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